After two months apart from the kitties, I saw them tonight for a little while. Aren't you happy to see me, Table Cat?
Don't worry, he was. Unfortunately, the "Cat Preserve" is a basement, and Table Cat's eyes don't get along with the flash very well.
What an alien.
Hey Harouny on a treadmill...
You're doing it wrong.
It was all too brief, but I am a tired person who worked four hours at one job, three at another, then drove home in the deep dark in a car she just can't get used to driving. And my Isabel cat needs my love too, in my parents' house across the street from Haroun and Table. And Emma!
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